I am so sorry to everyone I haven't been updating this story lately. I was
just working on all these different stories, but I now have an updated
chapter. Thanks to all the reviewers, and to Dictionary, I do care if you
like this story. That's really what inspires me to write more of it. This
chapter will be short but here it is:
Leto didn't really know what he would do about Faust. But he followed Alia and Stilgar anyways.
"Stil!" a great shout rang out. Stilgar ran around the corner. There was a man with his face covered who was pulling out a crysknife, which had some sort of off world jewel on it's hilt.
"You there! Stop!" Stil shouted.
The man was standing over Lornett. He was going to kill him. The man looked at Stilgar and shoved Lornett and ran. Lornett crumpled to the ground. The look on Stil's face told Leto what Stilgar was feeling. Outrage that someone would do this to a Fremen. Especially to a Fremen who lived in his sietch. Stilgar did not send someone after the man. Instead he knelt next to Lornett and said, "He's alive."
Stil picked him up and took him to the nearest room. Leto looked back the way his sister had gone and headed in that direction. When he found the place he wanted and moved the curtain aside. He stepped out and onto the ledge, overlooking the desert.
"It's beautiful don't you think?" Leto asked his sister.
"Very, but I thinking of something else. I was listening to our mother within," Ghanima said.
"And what did she tell you?"
"She told me about... about how our father would speak of how his vision must play out the way he'd seen it."
Leto nodded, and grabbed her hand. They were at a hard time, and Leto could sense it. He just wished he knew what was going to happen. Maybe time would reveal itself, or more likely the man who was going to be behind all of this.
Leto didn't really know what he would do about Faust. But he followed Alia and Stilgar anyways.
"Stil!" a great shout rang out. Stilgar ran around the corner. There was a man with his face covered who was pulling out a crysknife, which had some sort of off world jewel on it's hilt.
"You there! Stop!" Stil shouted.
The man was standing over Lornett. He was going to kill him. The man looked at Stilgar and shoved Lornett and ran. Lornett crumpled to the ground. The look on Stil's face told Leto what Stilgar was feeling. Outrage that someone would do this to a Fremen. Especially to a Fremen who lived in his sietch. Stilgar did not send someone after the man. Instead he knelt next to Lornett and said, "He's alive."
Stil picked him up and took him to the nearest room. Leto looked back the way his sister had gone and headed in that direction. When he found the place he wanted and moved the curtain aside. He stepped out and onto the ledge, overlooking the desert.
"It's beautiful don't you think?" Leto asked his sister.
"Very, but I thinking of something else. I was listening to our mother within," Ghanima said.
"And what did she tell you?"
"She told me about... about how our father would speak of how his vision must play out the way he'd seen it."
Leto nodded, and grabbed her hand. They were at a hard time, and Leto could sense it. He just wished he knew what was going to happen. Maybe time would reveal itself, or more likely the man who was going to be behind all of this.
